Depths of love (77)
We are no heroes,
even if we experienced love agony
since the dawn of our real existence.
we are seeking glory and fame
in the land of love,
while pain memories fall frozen into oblivion.
Some Gods are watching our stories
eating light black cake with emotions filling.
our emotions. our stories.
I prefer the heaven from my hell,
it’s so damn true,
even if it has a price,
But if I got you,
that’s my ambrosia.
I’ll never die.
Writing a poem a day for 1 year. This is lucky number 77. Thanks for reading.